Monday, July 21, 2014

COVER REVEAL! The Parchment Scroll (Highland Secrets Trilogy Book Three)! And 2500 likes giveaway!

I am so excited to share this with y'all!

I love this series, and especially this book. I am thinking this book is my fave of the series and I never expected to be swept away by the hero of this one, Hugh MacDonald! He's awesome!  I hope ya'll will love him too.

It should be out late August.

Make sure you scroll down. I just hit 2500 likes on my FB Fanpage and am having a massive Multi-author giveaway!

See the rafflecopter below!



Without Further Ado... (Cue the Drumrolls)





Blurb:


Book Three in the time travel, fantasy romance trilogy, Highland Secrets!


Her sister is lost…in the past.


Three weeks after her sister goes missing, Juliette McGowan encounters her on a beach in Scotland. Her sister gives her a scroll full of claims about time travel and disappears—literally.


As a sister, Jules is determined to find her. As a cop, she can’t go to the authorities. The piece of parchment declares magic exists; they’d think she’s nuts.


When a mysterious woman vows she can help her get to the seventeenth century, Jules goes along with it out of desperation.

He’s an infamous barbarian…


Hugh MacDonald is intrigued when he finds a disoriented naked lass on the beach. She holds a scroll that was written by his rival’s wife. Clan MacLeod will pay ransom for her safe return, so he takes her captive.


She challenges his authority—and his desires. What started off as a plan to anger the MacLeods ends with Hugh wanting to keep her for himself.


Can Jules break free of the barbarian, find her sister and return to the future or will she give in to her attraction and desire to remain in the past?


 








Need to catch up?




The Tartan MP3 Player (Highland Secrets Trilogy Book One)




Claire gets sucked into 1672, naked and scared. Duncan rescues her only to realize she's the key to finding his brother who was kidnapped by the Fae. Can they work together and both get what they want? Will sudden passion for each other change their goals?









The Fae Ring (Highland Secrets Trilogy Book Two)







Xander slips a ring on Janet’s finger that seals their fate. They’re soul-mates—whether they like it or not. When Janet flees to the Realm of the Fae, will her banished winged warrior and fated husband be able to bring them to safety or will the Fae sense her human blood and capture them both?



 







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Monday, July 14, 2014

HAPPY DIGITAL BOOK DAY!

I am celebrating DIGITAL BOOK DAY by offering The Tartan MP3 Player and Sword's Call for FREE!!!!!!





This only for TODAY, July 14, 2014! So grab them up today!



Sunday, May 25, 2014

Lusting for Covers: Calculated Collision!

So, I haven't played in a long while. I have missed it!  And I have a release next Friday, June 6. So I thought I would share MY cover, for Calculated Collision (Crossing Forces Book Three) Cuz I love it and Totally Bound Publishing so much!







This meme is hosted by TBQ @ TBQ's Book Palace.
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Blurb:

Special Agent Lee Dawson has secrets. Secrets that forced her from Dallas to New York City in disgrace two years ago.

Dallas County Assistant District Attorney, Nate Crane, visits New York and witnesses the brutal murder of a friend. When Lee is assigned to the investigation, her personal and professional life collides. She can’t avoid the man she ditched six months ago.

She’s the one Nate can’t stop thinking about. The one he let get away. He’s determined to get her back, no matter what she thinks she wants. Being a witness in her case puts them close—and Nate intends to keep it that way.

After Nate’s attacked at a safe house, Lee knows there’s a leak – a dirty FBI agent working with the human trafficker her unit has been hunting for years. Can Lee protect her witness and resist the heat between them or will she succumb to her desires and throw them both into danger?






***Calculated Collision Releases 6/6/14 at all major retailers, in ebook and print. Want the ebook NOW? You can get it from my publisher!***









Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Tell Me About it Tuesday Welcomes Back Lisabet Sarai!

The wonderful Lisabet Sarai has a FAB boxset she's celebrating the release of! Check it out!!

Totally HOT!






Admit You Want It: BDSM Erotica
By Lisabet Sarai

Deluxe “boxed set” ebook, now available from Books We Love!

Buy link - Amazon US
Buy link - Amazon UK
For connoisseurs of literate kink, Admit You Want It combines eighteen of Lisabet Sarai's sizzling D/s short stories plus a 30,000 word novella in one economical package.

Just a Spanking (pushing limits in an established relationship)
Wired (some technically creative bondage)
Ruler (an absolute monarch learns a lesson)
Silver Bells (intense BDSM holiday ménage)
Sundae, Bloody Sundae (lesbian BDSM about terror and trust )
Stroke (submission is all in the mind)
Quiet Evening at Home (a two-timing charmer gets what he deserves)
Limbo (journeys outside the body to the edges of endurance)
Bangkok Noir (BDSM thriller set in the steamy heart of Asia)
Like Riding a Bicycle (a long-married couple reclaim their kinky roots)
Domestic Goddess (punishing an inattentive Master)
On the Beach (romantic and intense M/F/M ménage)
Shades of Red (femdom revelations in the Amsterdam red light district)
Try Before You Buy (light-hearted lesbian D/s)
Tease (fantasies of submission fulfilled)
Wednesday Night at Rocky's Ace Hardware (toys are everywhere!)
Higher Power (magick, spirit and submission)
Spank Me Again, Stranger (an unexpected birthday celebration)
Limits: A Love Story (love and blood sports)

Special limited time offer! Get a free copy of my BDSM short story A Case of You, just by admitting you want it. Go here for details:


Reviewers have raved about these tales of dominance and submission. Now you can get a super-sized portion of kinky erotica at a very special price.

"Sarai's approach to 'kink' or BDSM can only be described as ecstatic and profound. Her descriptions of bondage, blindfolding, spanking and whipping manage to be hot yet dignified and respectful of everyone involved, conveying an insider's knowledge. The varied sex scenes in these stories always seem to flow from the plot and the characters.” Jean Roberta , author of Obsession and Flight of the Black Swan

"If you love BDSM stories that reach into your darkest places and keep you on the edge of your seat, then you simply must give 'Spank Me Again, Stranger' a try." - Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews (five stars)
“'Bangkok Noir' grabs you from the opening paragraph and doesn't let you go until the fade-out" - Tim - Two Lips Reviews (five kisses)



Bangkok Noir Excerpt– Rated R

I picked up the little whip that Ajarn gave me to use in my act and swirled the thongs lazily around above my head. Then I stuck it between my thighs and rubbed it back and forth. Mmm. I could smell myself, as I got more and more wet.

I checked my audience. Everyone was watching me. I chose first one man, then another. I stared at each one until he was too embarrassed and lowered his head. I didn't smile, just stared. Letting them know with my eyes that I was in charge. The boss lady.

At the end of the row of benches, I noticed somebody new. A handsome farang with hair the color of straw, wearing business clothes that looked expensive. He smiled at me, a strange smile that made me feel like I was naked.

Of course, my costume doesn't hide very much. Normally, that gives me a feeling of power. Maybe I will allow them to see the hidden parts. Maybe not.

With this man, it didn't matter what I was wearing. I felt like he could see right through my clothing. Like he could see every bit of me, even if I wore street clothes. My nipples started to ache, and my G-string got more slippery than ever.

For the first time since I started working for Ajarn, I was nervous. I stumbled on my spiky heels. I almost lost my balance. Luckily, I was able to turn the mistake into a sexy dip that showed off my bare rear. Most of the customers didn't notice.

The blond man was not fooled.

My heart was beating so hard that it hurt. When I finished my dancing time, I ran into the toilet and splashed some water on my face. I crouched down, my back against the wall, listening to the chatter of the other girls. My eyes closed, I tried to follow my breathing, the way the monks taught me. All I could see was the farang looking at me, with that X-ray stare of his, like something from a science fiction movie.

I stayed in the bathroom for as long as I could. I knew Ajarn would notice if I was gone too long. Finally, I had to go back out. I peeked out from behind the curtains, trying to see if he was still there. When I saw that his seat was empty, I sighed with relief.

I headed toward the bar to get a Coke. My throat was tight and dry. Then I felt a hand on my arm. It was him. His skin was so cool, it made me shiver.

"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked. His voice was kind, and made me think of music. Still, I felt something like terror. He stared at me without blinking. Now it was me who had to look away.

Ajarn was on the other side of the room, watching us. I couldn't refuse.

"Thank you, sir. Just a moment. I go get a Coke, come back right away."

"Let me go with you," he said smoothly. He took my arm and walked me to the bar. After we got our drinks, he guided me to a table in the corner.

"Sit," he ordered. I didn't want to, not really. But what could I do? I clicked my glass against his. "Chok dee," I said. "Good luck to you." 

His smile made me feel like I had eaten a meal of live butterflies. "Same to you. What's your name?"

"My name Nok. What your name?"

"You can call me Sam," he said. "Nok is bird, right?"

I nodded. He brushed my long hair off my shoulders and down my back. Then he took my chin in his hand. He raised my eyes to meet his again. I felt like I was captured. Trapped.

"Very appropriate. You're as delicate and airy as a sparrow." I thought of those caged birds they sell at the temples. You set the birds free to make merit, but they always return to their masters.

Without warning, he kissed me. His lips were as soft as his voice, at least at first. I thought I should stop him, though. I tried to pull away. His right hand held my mouth against his. His left arm wrapped around my waist. I couldn't move.

So I gave up. I let him slide his tongue into my mouth and suck the breath from me. The funny thing was, as soon as I gave in to him, I began to like it. He smelled like soap and expensive cologne. He tasted like his whiskey. I could feel that he was strong, much stronger than he looked, with his slim body and fancy clothes.

He kissed me harder, biting my lip. I felt like I was melting. He let go of my chin and played with my breasts through the stretchy mesh. My sex was on fire against the hot, sticky leather.

Suddenly, he pinched one of my nipples, digging in his fingernails. His mouth smothered my cry of surprise and pain. After the pain, though, I felt amazing pleasure, shooting up my spine like lightning. 

"You like that, Nok." My English is only so-so, but I could tell he wasn't asking a question. He was telling me. And he was right.

I was terribly embarrassed. I wanted him to do it again.

He bent me backwards. My hair nearly brushed the floor. He put his mouth on the other nipple and sucked. I felt like his mouth was between my legs, sucking me there. It was heaven. I reached up, wanting to stroke him, but he pushed my hands away.

Then, when I was not expecting it, he sank his teeth into my flesh. Everything went dark for an instant. Then pain exploded in me, brilliant as the sun. I was burning up, but I wanted to burn.

When I opened my eyes, he was watching me. That strange smile was on his face, but he also looked worried. "That's enough for tonight, Nok," he murmured. "I have an appointment elsewhere. But I will come back for you, soon."

I was too dazed to say anything. He stuffed a thousand baht note into the cup with the bill, to cover two one hundred baht drinks, and stood to leave. I grabbed his shirt. Not thinking, but not wanting him to go.

"Please, sir..."
He flicked his thumb across one of my aching nipples. Delicious echoes of pain rippled through me. "Be patient, Nok. Be patient and wait. Now is not your time."

Before I could say or do anything more, he was gone. I sat on the stool, confused. Ashamed. Frustrated. Sticky and dirty and smelling like a whorehouse. I buried my face in my hands, almost ready to cry.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Your turn to dance again," said Lin. I nodded and stood up. I was still shaking.

"Who was that guy?" she asked. She knew that something was wrong with me.

"Just a guy," I said. I made myself sound uninterested. "Just a customer."

I paid my respects to the shrine in the corner, then climbed back onto the pedestal. I began to dance, showing off my whip to customers. Trying to look like I was in control.